Ning Rongrong Falls for Long Yuan, Zhu Zhuqing Cannot Persuade Someone Bent on Their Own Destruction

With just a single Soul Breaking Blade, the number of leaves he had struck had already exceeded eighteen.

In a simple contest of how many leaves were hit, Long Yuan had won completely.

"This boy... is terrifying."

"It seems this old man was blind. I originally thought Long Yuan had fallen for the provocation. I never expected that he had already been standing on a higher plane."

Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang both sucked in a sharp breath.

They had considered the possibility that Long Yuan had a trump card, but they had never imagined he could achieve something like this.

Long Yuan had not competed with Tang San in technique. Instead, he had defeated Tang San by another means.

"Could Long Yuan be a plant-type Soul Master...?"

A trace of understanding flashed through Meng Shu's eyes.

He was a Spirit Douluo.

He could sense it clearly.

When Long Yuan activated that power, the plants around him seemed to become different.

"He's still the same as before... This guy made me worry for nothing."

The unease in Zhu Zhuqing's heart finally settled.

Watching everything unfold before her, excitement flushed her cheeks.

Like everyone else, she had thought Gu Linyuan had been led into a trap. Yet unexpectedly, he had still won.

"Perhaps this is what absolute strength means. Before absolute strength, all schemes and tricks are meaningless." Zhu Zhuqing pressed her lips together, but her beautiful eyes grew increasingly bright.

Before meeting Long Yuan, she had thought Tang San was quite outstanding, at least a whole level above Ma Hongjun and the others. He was also very sincere in his feelings for Xiao Wu.

At that time, she had regarded Tang San as a rare, exceptional man.

But after meeting Long Yuan, she had also seen Tang San's other side.

Perhaps everyone had a dark side within them. Ordinary people simply did not reveal it.

Even if she understood Tang San, she could never approve of his actions.

"..."

Tang San opened his mouth, wanting to say something, only to discover that he could not utter a single word.

His lips trembled, his hands trembled, and his entire body trembled.

Not from fear.

But from despair.

He had thought he stood at the pinnacle of hidden weapons, only to discover that there was something in this world called a dimensionality-reduction strike.

He had always prided himself on having peerless hidden weapon techniques, yet Long Yuan had defeated him without even needing to use such methods.

For a moment, Tang San was utterly lost.

Gu Linyuan turned around, the corners of his mouth rising slightly beneath his hood.

"Tang San."

His voice was soft and calm.

"Do you still want to continue?"

"You won."

Tang San said it with difficulty.

At that moment, he understood that no matter how eloquent he was, he could never turn this around.

The facts were right before him. He had no choice but to admit them.

"Just how did you do it? Could it be that you have another Martial Soul?" Tang San stared fixedly at Gu Linyuan.

He could sense that the power the other party had used was completely different from the power of his Martial Soul.

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Dai Mubai, and the others also stared at Gu Linyuan in shock.

Could this mysterious youth possess Twin Martial Souls?

If so, that was far too frightening.

Long Yuan's first Martial Soul was already so powerful and terrifying. What kind of splendor would his second Martial Soul possess?

Although they had not witnessed it with their own eyes, the move he had just displayed was enough to prove the strength of that Martial Soul.

Twin Martial Souls were rare. Having two top-tier Martial Souls was even rarer.

"Could such a perfect person truly exist in this world?"

"This Long Yuan is simply too incredible."

Ning Rongrong swallowed, her entire attention fixed on Gu Linyuan.

Looking at Long Yuan, Ning Rongrong thought of Gu Linyuan again. Compared to flawless Long Yuan, Gu Linyuan's life was filled with misery. Though he possessed Twin Martial Souls, he could not cultivate. How tragic.

If Gu Linyuan had even one percent of Long Yuan's talent, I wouldn't have had to give up on you, Brother Yuan.

But... you and Long Yuan are as different as clouds and mud. The gap between you is as vast as that between the bright moon in the sky and a firefly on the ground.

Ning Rongrong murmured.

Originally, after leaving the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Gu Linyuan would still come to her mind constantly.

But Ning Rongrong realized that she thought of Gu Linyuan less and less often.

Especially after Long Yuan appeared.

She found herself completely captivated, unable to look away.

Long Yuan was far too charming.

She truly wanted to pull back Long Yuan's hood and see his true face.

"Long Yuan, would you be willing..."

Ning Rongrong bit her lip.

When she first met Long Yuan, she had wanted to bring him into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect solely for the sect's interests and her own.

But now, she realized that at some unknown point, her heart had followed Long Yuan as well.

At an age when love first blossomed, it was difficult for anyone not to be moved upon meeting such an outstanding young man. Moreover, Ning Rongrong had just ended an ambiguous childhood relationship, making her even more vulnerable to it.

"Rongrong, you..."

Zhu Zhuqing noticed Ning Rongrong's expression, her fingers digging into her palm.

Only she knew Long Yuan's true identity. He was the Gu Linyuan Ning Rongrong occasionally mentioned.

Yet she had never told Ning Rongrong this secret. She did not want to see Ning Rongrong learn that Gu Linyuan was actually so exceptional.

Even more, she did not want Ning Rongrong to take Gu Linyuan away from her.

"Zhu Qing, I don't know what's wrong with me either."

"If I said that I suddenly fell for Long Yuan, would you believe me?"

Ning Rongrong said softly.

"I know your relationship with Long Yuan is far from ordinary. But I want to fight for him. Is that okay?" Ning Rongrong looked at Zhu Zhuqing pleadingly.

She knew Zhu Zhuqing liked Long Yuan too, but she simply could not stop herself.

She could not allow herself to watch such an outstanding boy openly slip away from her side while she did not even try to pursue him.

"Rongrong, what's the use of telling me this? There's nothing between him and me." Seeing the hopeful look in Ning Rongrong's eyes, Zhu Zhuqing ultimately softened.

Though she had not spent long with Gu Linyuan, she understood his character.

A broken mirror could not be made whole again.

Even if Ning Rongrong wanted to win him back someday, it would be nearly impossible.

Even if the two of them crossed paths again, they could no longer become lovers.

She did not want Ning Rongrong to fall too deeply, or she would be the only one to suffer later.

But she did not know how to say it. If Ning Rongrong learned that the Long Yuan she liked was actually Gu Linyuan, how would she feel? Zhu Zhuqing did not dare imagine it.

"I know. But I know you like him too." Ning Rongrong took Zhu Zhuqing's hand.

"Whew."

"Then fine. From now on, we sisters will compete fairly. How about it?"

Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath before finally speaking.

"Hehe, Zhu Qing, you're so good to me. You truly are my best friend."

"But I think what matters most right now isn't competing, but cooperating. After all, that woman is the real rival." Ning Rongrong looked at the peerlessly beautiful Qian Renxue with hostility.

That woman was too beautiful, and her figure was so alluring.

Most importantly, she was Spirit Hall's future Pope.

"All right."

Zhu Zhuqing withdrew her thoughts and looked at the radiant woman.

Could it be that Gu Linyuan liked that kind of woman?

She had never worn a dress in front of Long Yuan before. Should she wear one for him next time?